Sealed In Darkness

Sealed In Darkness

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By:  McSidney  Ongoing
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||Book one of the "TWILIGHT OF THE GODS" series|| Fairies are psychopaths, and Pixies are demons, don't dare trust them. Lycunwolves, Vampyres, monsters and myths are very real, don't fuck with them. The Earth Year 3084, is not at its best. Earth is in ruin after the Third World war -The Ascension - and only one continent survived the bloodbath, and are ruled by four Emperors who makes rules to fit their thirst. This story leads three, destiny's protégés. • A Hunter who has barely escaped the claws of death • A Witch who's body inhibits two souls... • A spoiled rich ingenious bratty Sage... All three must fight to survive, they must crawl to escape the darkness, they must fight to find peace, and kill to save life. Following the cords of fate, after the great battle millions of years ago, between the god Ekron: of darkness and chaos, and Vyorn: goddess of Nature, earth falls into darkness, filled with slaughters, torture, war, blood shed and tyranny. Only these three predestined heroes, will brighten up the dark, defeat their foes and free Vyorn.

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Prologue: War Of The Gods

With Each cord fate wove betwixt the shades of destiny, prophecy's chime clings to the constraints of man, beckoning the freedom of one Sealed In Darkness. The sky roared. The clashes of blades resonated with the cracking thunder as flashes of lightening made visible the blood painting an alluring canvas on the streets with its scarlet-red splendor. The weaves of corpses spawned up within the crannies, daring enough to walk a runway in the open: both young and old, neither was spared from the delight of the day. Even the pungent stench of decay had crowned the day with a lingering nauseating grace, travelling the skies like an entourage of hea

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Jessie summers
Woahhhhhhhh! I just accidentally stumbled upon this and I'm blown away by the cover and synopsis! the write up is so beautiful I know this is going to be a great read.❤️
2021-01-19 18:20:22
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tiramisyu
good story! can't wait for the next chapter! by the way, is there any social media that I can follow?
2021-07-12 13:48:00
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15 Chapters

Prologue: War Of The Gods

  With Each cord fate wove betwixt the shades of destiny, prophecy's chime clings to the constraints of man, beckoning the freedom of one Sealed In Darkness.   The sky roared. The clashes of blades resonated with the cracking thunder as flashes of lightening made visible the blood painting an alluring canvas on the streets with its scarlet-red splendor. The weaves of corpses spawned up within the crannies, daring enough to walk a runway in the open: both young and old, neither was spared from the delight of the day. Even the pungent stench of decay had crowned the day with a lingering nauseating grace, travelling the skies like an entourage of hea
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The Assassin

Zhang, Zor Empire. As/A: 3084. The throb in his ear bashing against the sides of his skull, as the invasion from the woman's high pitched scream attacked it, pummeled his chest. And as the flames grew, so did his fattening heart crash incessantly into the cages of his ribs, growing even larger and squeezing brusquely in, while the quick bliss of the swift impatient seconds ran still. Although his eyes were shut, he could still feel the presence of its myeiora: Its aura. It was a familiar one he'd known for many nights now: warm, with a cold touch; voice breaking and words terse. It spoke, he heard and saw. Memories. It's not his. He could tell.
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Sennight's Beckoning.

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Lonely... Insecure... Special. "Morning Mom!" He rushed out into the meal room, holding unto a bag pack and a few textbooks. "Breakfast?" Mrs Kaitlin Orshwood, his mother asked, while dropping the suckling she carried. "A quick one. I'm late for the academy." He walked over to the table, took hold of the half filled cup, and sent it contents into his mouth. He spat it out upon the first sip. "That's a newly imported beverage. They call it caffeine. It is one of the old age's products. Heard of it?" His mother walked closer to him with a towel, which she wiped his mouth of the remaining liquid. "Yes! We learnt about it in one of our classes."He took second look at the cup's content, staring in disgust. H
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